“I truly am a vampire, John. Nigel Ennison was he. He did not explain what had happened to her. But not today. After he had eaten dinner with Ruth, he had gone to McClintock's; and he had heard music such as he had heard only in the great concert halls. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. Herculis was a port city on the Tyrrhenian Sea not far from where the manor had been. I spoke a thought aloud. And then I came here.
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